Thank Me With Your Hands

I think I’m gonna leave Brooklyn for awhile
I think I’m going to Oakland for a while
I’m gonna wear shorts and I’m not gonna
Cry when I listen to 'wild horses'
Because
I dig holes all day
You and me, we’re not the same
We speak in sounds
The secret sounds that
Secretly slang
You didn’t, you didn’t hurt me
I’ve got no feelings left
Let’s not talk about it
We never did so why start now
Let’s just go back to your place
And not talk about it there
I was thinking, we should sleep in separate beds
But the heat’s gone to my head
Let’s get tired at the same time (tonight)
You didn’t, you didn’t hurt me
I’ve got no feelings left
Stop f*cking
Stop f*cking with me
I’ll stop f*cking with you too
It’s hard to do
I love you